Adonis POV
“Hold him still.” A strange voice muttered beside me.
It felt like the walls around me were closing in, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Anytime I tried to open my eyes, I was met with a very dark red; like my eyes were bleeding out.
“If he keeps shaking like this, I won’t be able to administer the right dosage of the potion properly.” The voice grumbled.
Caspian? No. It didn’t sound like Caspian, or smell like him. This person smelled wrong. Hostile. Why was I surrounded by unfamiliar scents?
“Are you sure this potion would work?” Eris's familiar voice cut through my panic state.
“I followed the instructions in the healer’s spell book word for word,” the stranger insisted.
“Then force it down his throat,” Eris ordered.
Panic flared in my chest. I scanned the
